What Astronauts Do in Their Spare Time

(A wee flash)

 

Selina Hamilton was a desperate woman. Her red hair clung blackly to her face. The Houston humidity had never agreed with her and the excitement of the fight added extra moisture.

     She’d decided. This was the only way to choose between Connor McCallum and Bobbee Hamilton. They’d both scored equally until that point, and it was impossible to decide. Bobbee, her husband or Connor, her younger lover. But now as the elements kaleidoscoped and ricocheted around her she’d seen the truth in the whiteness of lightning. Neither of them loved her – they loved each other. The bastards!

     Connor and Bobbee continued to grapple as if passionate lovers in foreplay or as if they were rolling around in NASA’s Neutral Buoyancy Facility. Selina gripped the slippery pistol with her taloned fingers and squeezed hard, like she was clenching a hated testicle. Bobbee and Connor swirled towards her. The shot cracked through a momentary hush in the storm. And what wonderful luck, Selina thought as the bullet passed through Bobbee’s throat and into the neck of Connor – simultaneous death.

 

 

 

 

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Pronto

Darkly amusing. Liked this.

Shackleton

Blimey, I wouldn’t want be in freefall with her. She’s definitely one who would strand you on the dark side of the moon. Nice flash of dark humour, Kim.

Sirat

Amazing that both husband and lover had such Scottish-sounding names. I wondered where they were doing their grappling as if passionate lovers in foreplay. Was it in space, on the International Space Station for example, or at home on the living room carpet? I think that matters. Guns in pressurised space vehicles would be a very bad idea. A high probability of three simultaneous deaths. Anyway if they loved each other (as well as the narrator) she had the basis for an idyllic family of three. Why didn’t they just start a commune in California like everybody else? No imagination,… Read more »

ChairmanWow

Reminds me of the young astro-nut girl who wore adult diapers so she could drive non-stop from Florida to Texas in order to shoot her boyfriend for cheating on her. Whatever happened to psychological testing for these people who pilot billion dollar aircraft?

Gerry

Always thought I would like to meet you – but I’m not so sure now 😉
gerry.

Ukadmin

Add this to droubbles.com Kat. (200 words)

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